In that moment, Mo Ye's world seemed to plunge back into darkness.
In this dark world, numerous eyes were staring at him from all directions.
Those people were shouting.
"Bastard!"
"Unwanted bastard."
"How does he have the face to live?"
"If I were him, I would die."
"Go die."
These voices surrounded him from all sides.
Finally.
They froze in eyes filled with resentment...
That was...
His mother.
The Eldest Princess of the Demon Clan.
Mo Ye was in a daze.
Suddenly, a soft sigh sounded.
"Being foolish again."
"Fire Nether, you have great strength, just hit him on the neck once."
"Okay."
Mo Ye: "???"
Wait...
The next moment.
The back of his neck stung sharply, the darkness shattered. Mo Ye turned his head and looked somewhat resentfully at Fire Nether.
"Mo Ye still doesn't seem fully awake. I also want to give him a hit." Hu Jiuling bared his teeth and leaped forward.
